Hangar 18 - Boombox Apocalypse lyrics

I Live my life like everything's a bed of roses Yet the flow's composed of bleeding ulcers with the need for closeness Neatly woven with amnesia notions It makes for cheap fabrication of the path I'm blazing, lacking brazen imagination I've created a creature of habit, a combative double feature with a need for dabbin, dapper and neatly lacquered in the lap of luxury, suffering actor Stuck but not trapped. I'm a s**er for cash I've grown accustomed to a comfortable path Let's make this long story short I'm tortured and off center, short tempered and off course with moments of brilliance, hopelessly resilient An opulent optimist who often sits on fringes while binging on some toxic sh**. Boombox Apocalypse My box equipped me with a strong work ethic Some of my worst head trips People sk**s and a need for acceptance So you could keep the pills, I'll persevere through the fear and find confidence in a bottle I live my life like no consequences, no tomorrows No common sense and endless sorrow I've had Moments of shame, been motivated by pain Attempt to be a whole, only a hole remains I'd give my soul in exchange for some control to maintain I'm gonna lose it, there's mood shift's, abuse of juices, jubilence is illusive, don't give two sh**s I'm useless Damaged and jaded by some standards I made it: Big money my own place When i look at my face I see dysfunction and hatred I miss the innocence of youth Elusive images of truth I've gotten used to the noose of insignificant pursuits Affixiated. I need a fix of hatred Addicted to the distance that exists in my nature Sisyphus with a d**h-wish for my maker But I can't be chasing ghosts, god damn that's a certain d**h I'll embrace those who's close and make the most of what i'm working with (Chorus) You couldn't walk a mile in my skin You would die within Dialin' 911 because by burden weighs a ton I'm certain that the sum of my parts equals a hole in my heart I try to fill with my soul If you feel me let me know (Yo, let me know) Now I live my like, every moment's my last Been motivated by that since the towers collapsed Empowered in fact by such a cowardly act My city showered in ash And my block reeks of smoke For three weeks I had a runny nose and burnt throat Missing person posters even when there's no hope For us there's no escaping it Can't turn off the TV when I'm tired and can't take the sh** Candle light vigils Naked faced individuals I'm sorry i'm straying Let's just say I gained some perspective from all this pain It pried my eyes open. Upon reflection, realized I was going in the wrong direction I've always been self destructive, a selfish muthaf**a A tad bit compulsive A vulture to those i'm close with A legend in my own mind Blind to the questions that define my soul's progression Opportunity knocked, I pretend that I wasn't home Opportunity called, I wouldn't pick up the phone I saw it at a show and pretended I didn't know her On some stupid sh** Not a student dick move Which proved unusually hard headed, headed for scars, tared and feathered, fed up and marred instead of better tomorrow's (Chorus)